Dude, I totally get this same crap at home, but thanks to that godforsaken bane to humanity, Facebook.
The wife will come home and we'll have some good conversation about our days and stuff like that over dinner. I have no problem listening to her stories about work and people she works with or family or friends. What pisses me off comes later in the evening.
I'll be sitting on the couch trying to tag some camping sniper in COD4 or something and she'll come in and get on the computer and log on Facebook and then I silently groan to myself and brace for the headache. Soon she's flipping through photos and profiles and stuff and all I get to hear is "Oh look! Nancy had her baby! Look how cute it is!" and I have to look, cuz if I don't I just get "Oh look, so cute! Look honey, isn't it adorable?" over and over until I finally look. The funny thing is Im trying to remember who Nancy is, and when I can't and ask how we know Nancy, I get, "She's the cousin of a girl I work with."
What the Hell do I care if some girl I don't know, let alone SHE doesn't actually know, had a baby or got a new puppy or their kid graduated or whatever?
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